From the recording The Oubliette

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Can’t speak
Can’t eat
Cemented to this bed
Can’t breathe
Can’t think
An empty oubliette now

Pieces of who I was…
Forming a river under…
Listless and unaware…
Not dead. Not asleep.

I am awake.

Never knowing.
Never showing you.

White coats do not see me…
Machines talk to them…
Each day a new stranger…
Think I’m gone but…

I am awake.

I know…
My mind won’t heal.
My body died
And left me behind.
Blank space
Where memories once were.
Please god
Just let me die.